The night is already deep

Ye Xiao was lying in front of his desk, writing something in his notebook.

Just then, I remembered the knock on the door.

He opened the door and found Qiao Wennai, who was barefoot and wearing thin pajamas.

Her shoulder-length hair was spread down, carrying a hint of the scent of a fresh bath, and her graceful figure was clearly visible under her thin pajamas.

"Ye Xiao, I, I can't sleep alone... Can you let me sleep in your room?" Wen Nai said hesitantly.

"You, you are really..."

Ye Xiao wanted to say something, but he looked down and saw Fumino's beautiful eyes, which were red from crying.

"No way?"

Fumino lowered his head in disappointment, looking even more pitiful.

She can remain strong in front of outsiders, but for some reason, she has no defense at all in front of Ye Xiao.

On the contrary, as long as you stay by Ye Xiao's side, you will feel an indescribable sense of security.

"Okay, you can sleep on my bed." Ye Xiao shook his head helplessly and let her in.

"Ah...um..." Qiao Wennai's face turned red and she responded in a low voice.

She quietly got into the bed made by Ye Xiao.

There is a faint smell of leaf Xiao on the quilt, which smells very good.

Qiao Wennai poked half of his head out of the bed and saw Ye Xiao sitting next to him.

"Ye Xiao, aren't you going to sleep?"

She had never been so close to a boy's face, and her cheeks were extremely hot.

"You go to bed first. I'll wait until I finish what I'm doing and meditate on the ground later."

"How is this okay? I...I'm not here to cause you any trouble. My...I mean...it's okay for you to sleep with me..."

Fumino blushed and whispered. The last half of the sentence became softer and quieter, and could not be heard.

Today, Ye Xiao offended the Black Dragon Gang in order to save her, and she really couldn't think of anything to repay him with.

"Children, don't think about the things that are there. Just have a good sleep." Ye Xiao smiled and tucked Fumino into the bed and said.

Although he still looks eighteen years old, his real age is over five thousand years old.

Sleeping with such a young girl? This is more than just an old cow eating young grass.

"Who is the child? You are the child." Qiao Wennai covered his head in the quilt and said vaguely.

I finally mustered up the courage, but was ignored.

She was a little angry and a little frustrated.

If a man is indifferent to a woman lying in bed, either the man is not good enough, or the woman is not attractive.

Could it be that he likes men? Could it be that I don’t have the charm of a woman?

A girl's mind is always full of spring. Qiao Wennai was thinking wildly, and the more he thought about it, the hotter his cheeks became.

She secretly opened a small slit in the quilt and found Ye Xiao sitting next to her, writing something seriously at his desk.

He is really handsome when he looks serious.

"Ye Xiao, thank you." Qiao Wennai said in her heart, feeling sleepy for a while, and fell asleep soon.

An hour passed. Ye Xiao stood up, stretched and looked at the time. It was twelve o'clock at midnight.

Finally finished writing.

On the cover of the notebook are written the words "Feiyan Zhaoying" in flying colors.

This is the technique promised to be practiced by Rong Xiaoya, and it is of the highest rank.

Rong Xiaoya has no spiritual roots and has missed the best age for cultivation. Naturally, the system of cultivation that follows the Eight Classics will not work. If you want to practice, you can only choose from those heretical ways.

Tianjizi entered Taoism through divination of heavenly secrets, Ban Zhao entered Taoism through the twelve chapters of the historical masterpiece Linglong, and Ye Xiao helped Rong Xiaoya choose the most common side sect - entering Taoism through martial arts.

"Feiyan Zhaoying" is a technique that uses martial arts to enter Taoism, and is very suitable for Rong Xiaoya to practice.

"The next step is to find some medicine for cutting the marrow of the Yi Jing. It seems it's time to go to Xing Pavilion." Ye Xiao stood up and looked out the window and murmured.

It was completely silent outside the window, except for a few scattered houses with lights on.

Suddenly a strange feeling came over me.

Ye Xiao raised his head and looked past the low bungalow to a taller office building a few hundred meters away.

At this time, on the roof of the office building, a sniper covered in black lay lying on his back. Beside him, a bearded man held binoculars and observed the surroundings for him.

"Target appears, snipers are ready. Wind speed is 12, distance is 800, and the field of view is good." The bearded man put down the telescope and said.

"Old K, I think the target seems to be looking at us." The sniper stared at the sniper scope, was stunned for a moment, and said doubtfully.

"How is this possible? This place is 800 meters away from the target. Stop talking nonsense and get ready to take action." The bearded man said impatiently.

"No, he really found us. If you don't believe it, see for yourself."

"That's why I'm most bothered to take on newcomers like you. There's so much to do." Hu Stubble Man picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of Ye Xiao.

I saw that Ye Xiao had walked out of the room, came to the balcony, and smiled at him, as if saying hello to him.

Old K felt uneasy for no reason. Years of experience as a killer told him that this man was very dangerous.

"Shoot!" Old K shouted hurriedly.

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The sniper pulled the trigger as if out of reflex.

"How's it going? Did you hit it?"

Old K held up the binoculars and searched for the ideal figure of Ye Xiao who was shot and fell to the ground.

"People, people are missing." The sniper said in horror.

The balcony where Ye Xiao was just now was nowhere to be seen.

It's so weird.

"Target lost, mission failed, retreat." Cold sweat broke out on Old K's forehead, and his killer instinct drove him to escape quickly.

"It's so late, where are you two going?"

Ye Xiao's cold voice sounded from the top of the building, startling the two killers who were packing their things.

The sniper immediately took out the pistol from his waist and fired several shots at Ye Xiao.

Ping-pong gunfire sounded on the empty rooftop.

A handful of bullets were quickly used up.

When the smoke cleared, Ye Xiao opened his palms.

Wow!

A dozen gleaming bullets fell to the ground.

"You, you are a human or a ghost!"

The sniper cried and shouted, mentally shattered, as if the dozen bullets fell not to the ground, but to his heart.

"I don't like the gift you gave me very much, but I still have to give it in return. I hope you like it." Ye Xiao said lightly, with a silver light flashing in his hand.

A red blood hole appeared on the sniper's forehead, and his body slowly collapsed.

"Okay, tell me, who sent you here." Ye Xiao walked around the sniper's body and walked to Old K.

"You won't do anything to me?" Old K asked in surprise.

"You didn't choose to shoot the first time, otherwise you would be a dead body now. Answer me honestly, who sent you here?"

"I belong to a killer organization called Death Praise, codenamed Old K. I received a mission to kill a fifth-level practitioner of Qi Refining. The person you killed was codenamed Fei Ge, and he was a novice.

That’s all I know.”

"You don't know who wants to kill me?"

"Hymn of Death is a transnational killer organization. We killers have a website where we can accept tasks. As for who posted it, only insiders of the organization have the authority to know."

"After this assassination fails, what will your organization do? Will you continue to send people?"

Ye Xiao is a person who hates attention and doesn't like the feeling of being remembered.

"No, no." Old K waved his hands quickly and said, "If the assassination fails this time, the mission will be raised from silver difficulty to gold difficulty. Unless the customer pays ten times more money, the organization will not send out any more killers.

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"So, as long as customers are willing to continue to pay, your killer organization will still send killers?"

Ye Xiao frowned. Although these killers were not strong, they were still capable of causing trouble.
To be continued...